Antlers at dawn

Went to Charlecote early (ish) this morning .There was lovely light and the stags were battling it out for supremacy, although the ladies  and youngsters sensibly scarpered when the fighting broke out. I wasn't sure why and when they decided to end it, or who had won and how anyone in the herd knew who had won. I'm sure it's perfectly obvious if you're a doe!

Extras show one of the combatants going off for a quiet moment under a tree then a bit of heavy breathing while he recovered.